A Madness Tale

It always happens, if I’m left alone.

To bouts of madness, I am prone.

Not sure, what or who is to blame.

I’d be ok, if  only I heard my name.

I spiral into darkness, out of control.

I doubt my worth, question my role.

Unconcerned, the world watches on.

Tormented voices, I wish be gone.

Twisted visions, have no right to stay.

If they heard my name, they’d go away.

I call it out to myself…but to no avail.

Just another depressing, madness tale.


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